March 15th, 2013 at 6:08PM

The air in Her bedroom is heavy with smoke, but the fireworks are over. We sit on opposite corners of Her bed, and she leans forward, burying Her face in Her hands. I watch Her shoulders rise and fall with each breath, first in slow measured cycles, then building up into more pronounced, irregular jerks. She begins sobbing, and there’s nothing I can do to pull Her back to me, into my arms. Her face is flushed and the tears are pouring out of Her eyes so fast that I can’t wipe them away, so I just sort of rock Her back and forth, kiss Her forehead. I want so badly to tell Her it’s going to be all right, that I’ll leave the band and forget this silly crusade. I want to tell Her that I am ready to settle for this life, that she is all I will ever need in the world, and that we’ll never be apart. I want to tell Her that I will protect Her forever.

But none of that would be the truth.

So I don’t say anything at all.

 — Gray
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February 20th, 2013 at 7:27AM
There she is, lying in front of me, smoking a cigarette, thinking of something or someone else. And that’s how she is stuck in my mind forever. We are two explorers in the dark. Mapless and hopeless. Alone together. — Gray
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February 10th, 2013 at 10:21PM
Losing love is like organ damage. It’s like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever. — Grey’s Anatomy
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February 7th, 2013 at 9:29PM

sarkastickunt:

I want to be the girl that someone misses with their whole heart.

I want to be adored.

I want someone to fight to keep me because the thought of losing me would tear them apart.

I want to be respected.

I want to be trusted.

I want to be loved so hard it hurts.

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October 13th, 2012 at 2:44AM

Soul mate.

I miss you from time to time.

Today is one of those days.

I miss you so much.

But I don’t miss you enough.

The best thing you ever did was stop talking to me.

Thank you.

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September 27th, 2012 at 10:33PM

Needle & thread.

I want need you to put me back together.

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September 16th, 2012 at 1:06AM

“I don’t think we should be friends anymore.”

“Are you serious?”

“Dead.”

“Fuck you then.”

“Same to you,” he says.

I know he doesn’t mean it. He will always love me.

September 9th, 2012 at 10:20AM
There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you’d better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you’ll never understand what it’s saying. — Sarah Dessen, Just Listen
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September 5th, 2012 at 9:54PM
People always think that happiness is a far away thing, something complicated and hard to get. Yet, little things can make it up; a place of shelter when it rains – a cup of strong hot coffee when you’re blue; for a man, a cigarette for contentment; a book to read when you’re alone – just to be with someone you love. Those little things make happiness. — Betty Smith | 0nestepcloser
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December 12th, 2011 at 8:19PM
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prejentious asked: i wish i could remember to look at your blog more often. you hardly ever post things but when you do they sound exactly like things i'd say. i bet we're part of the same soul. just different bodies. how's that thing called life been treating you, miss?

Writers block has gotten the best of me. The words don’t flow like they used to. So sad.

Same soul…yes. I feel like we should keep in touch somehow. Via e-mail, facebook, something. Thoughts?

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